He knocked my titties into the tile and kicked my legs wider with his foot to expose my entire pussy and ass. I arched my back and raised up to help e...pose myself to him. I wasn’t an extrovert, but after just one partial day of training, I was already feeling like a vulnerable puppy-slut learning to behave through constant and consistent application of discipline.I had forgotten they usually thanked Justin, and he teased them.“Yes, Master,” I answered and left my face in the cold oats.He went. . but it's taking a lot of gettingused to. I think I was just starting to get cool with everything, andthen you got a boyfriend. And it was kind of like, back to square one."Now I felt even more uncomfortable. "Uh ... what does Natalie think aboutit?" Oh, she's cool with everything you do. You must have her wrappedaround your little finger or something."That made me laugh, and for a second I felt more relaxed. 'That's whatwe need,' I thought - 'more humor!' "Maybe I'll show you how to do. ” He lifted my body up and spun me around into a hug. And as much as I hated him, I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his shirt, letting him run his fingers through my soft hair and soothe me. “I’m sorry babe.” He wiped my eyes and sat me down, reapplying my make up, and fixing my hair back to normal.“Come on, lets get you back to class.” He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and helped me as I walked painfully out of the janitor’s room in front of him.All of the lunch ladies had left. She awoke then, just as I had done earlier, to the first vision she had ever encountered the first thing she had ever attempted to decipher or to understand, and her body responded instinctually to mine. I felt certain then, but of only one thing. I was certain that our two entities had come into contact before; we made love, and it was not the first time that we had ever made love, whether making love is any real action or whether such an idea is even existent in the reality of realities.